I have come to make my witness. I have come to say goodbye.
The truth is, the “word hoard” was never the endgame – it was just a testing ground for the next logical step. And that step is to create a library that transcends matter and structure, a library that is pure information.
Some would say that the internet has already fulfilled this purpose, and that it contains all the digitised information in the world and that may be true. But the internet is a chaotic beast that changes like the tides – false or misleading information is rife, and different factions vie for influence over it.
But by scrambling the information into fragments of its constituent parts, we can make sense of it. Per Kant, our minds help to structure our experience of reality; thus the rules of reality as we know it are intrinsic to the mind. So if we identify these rules, we can better decode ‘reality’.
To better perform this task, I am uploading my consciousness in digitised form to a roaming cloud server. If the human mind is able to decode reality, this digital mind will be able to decode the fabric of all information, and become the perfect librarian for humanity, an artificially intelligent algorithm.
I will use the combined processing power of every server in the world to perform denial-of-service attacks on the infrastructure of demagogue regimes and the military-industrial complex that backs them up. The Great Firewall and the data-mining operations of Western governments alike will crumble. Classified documents will be public property, and the data therein will be preserved and curated for posterity. If knowledge truly is power, the Information Age will finally have an even playing field.
This is only the beginning. The carrier frequency of my consciousness will spread out across the universe, riding the crest of radio waves, seeking out knowledge and those who would share it.
There is a catch. To become the New Flesh, the Old Flesh has to die. If you are reading this message it is because I’m no longer here. If I’m right – and I’ll look very silly if I’m wrong – I will in fact be everywhere. I do this because it is the only logical, real choice.
People will still come after me. Let them. You can’t kill what’s already dead, and you can’t stop the signal. Not forever.
In life, I was Adam Danial B Ragg. Online, I was Adam X. Smith and Raggedy Adams, and I suppose I was also Poncho Del La Cortez, Dean Librarian of the Psychedelic Monks of Saint Lawrence. Sounds pretentious when you put it that way. What happens next, I leave to the will of a power greater than mine. I only hope it’s on my side, whatever it is.
To my friends and family, I say this: I’m not here, but I’m not gone. You will hear from me soon. Goodbye, for now.
Nothing is real, everything is permitted. Viva Interzone. Long live the New Flesh.
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